Trisha's POV
I woke up that morning, happier than ever. I looked to my left and saw my husband sleeping, he had adorable little snores escape his mouth. I didn't want to wake him, so I tried to get to the bathroom as quickly and quietly as possible.
I only had on some small shorts and a crop top, but I figured no one would see me. The bathroom wasn't too far away, I picked up some clothes and ran to the bathroom. I was going to use the one that wasn't next to mine and Niall's room, I really didn't want to wake him, I ran to the one down stairs. I busted in the door, not even checking if anyone was in there.
"God morgen." Emil stood there, half naked laughing.
"Uh, good morning." I wasn't sure if I should just walk out, or stay. I figured I was already there, so I might as well stay.
He started walking towards me, he smelled amazing! He stopped directly in front of me
"Do you need the... badeværelse?" He obviously doesn't know how to say bathroom in English.
"Um yes, I need to take a shower" I looked up at him, out lips only centimeters away from each others. I had a sudden urge to kiss him, until I remembered I was married. I stepped away and cleared my throat, "Do you mind if I use this bathroom?"
"No ma'am, when will uh... Niall be awake?" He asked awkwardly, pulling his shorts up.
I finally decided to take a look at his body, he must work out! He was sculpted in all directions, It caught me off gaurd.
"Do you not know, elskov." He just called me love? What in the world?
"Uh no, I don't I just really need a shower" I blurted putting both hands on his chest pushing him out of the little bathroom, he laughed loudly. I closed the door in his face, but I could still see his shadow under the door.
I figured I should be creeped out but I actually thought it was funny, so I laughed a little too. This is really going to be an interesting honeymoon.
***
Niall and I were sightseeing all afternoon, Denmark is without a doubt the most beautiful place I've ever been too. Niall didn't enjoy it as much as me because he couldn't understand anyone. I tried to help out, but he didn't care if he didn't get to learn a thing about any of the old castles.
We were just getting back to the house when Niall started complaining about not knowing what anyone was saying, it was frustrating me.
He wouldn't be mad if those people were his fans!
I decided to shake it off and make the best of our time here, all of a sudden I felt my phone buzz in my pocket. I quickly took it out, to see a picture of Raylin pop up, I answered it. Nicole's voice conquered my head.
"Hey Trish!" She seemed happy.
"Hey hun, whats up?" I sent her a surprise package of toys and clothes for Raylin, I wasn't sure if she had gotten it yet though.
"I loved all the stuff for Raylin, we were was so surprised. Thank you!" she exclaimed
"No problem!" I was happy to talk to her, I don't like going a long time without talking to my bestfriend.
"So, how is the honeymoon going?" I wasn't sure how to answer this.
"Great, Niall isn't too happy about not knowing the language, but whatever. Anyways there is this guy who is a part of the family that owns the bed and breakfast..."
I looked around me to make sure I was alone.
"He is so cute, Nicole! I know I just got married, but what can I say? He is so cute! Not as cute as Niall of course, he almost reminds me of that Cody Simpson guy! He has the cutest Danish accent." I smiled at the thought. "But, ya know, I don't want anything to do with him, because I am a happily married lady!"
"Well, good." I thought Nicole would gossip with me like the old days, but I guess not. I heard loud screams in the background, Raylin must be up. "Sorry, I have to go Trish. I'll call you tomorrow, I love you. Be careful, hug Ni for me!" The phone beeped, and she was gone.
I walked inside, I didn't have the energy to figure out where everyone was so I went to spend some alone time for a while on the big porch in the back. I sat there for a while, just letting my thoughts sync in for a while. Suddenly, I felt the couch dip, I didn't even think to look before speaking.
"Hey babe."
"Hello Trisha." As soon as the voice spoke, I knew it wasn't Niall. I quickly looked over to my side, eyes widening
"Oh hey Emil, sorry I thought you were Niall." I bit my lip awkwardly.
"It's fine. I actually like the sound of that!" He stated as he sat down next to me
I hadn't noticed that he had a notebook in his hand labeled 'Digte' in big cursive letters.
He must really like poems.
"What do you mean...?" I asked, did he forget I'm married?
"I like you Trisha." He paused and looked at me. "I know I've only know you for a short while, but I have grown to admire your unique personality." He smiled at me. "I even wrote a poem about you..." He slowly opened his note book, "Would you like me to read it to you?" I wasn't sure what to do so I nodded. "I wrote it in Danish, would you like me to read it in English?"
"Either." Was all I could manage to say.
He started to read in Danish and it was without a doubt the sweetest thing I've ever heard!
It did bother me that he knew I am married, and on my honeymoon and its only been a few days since I met him.
I do like Emil, He's a nice guy, really down to earth. I love Niall though!
I quickly shot up to my feet and did an awkward noise to break the tension.
"Well I should go see if Niall is awake..." I started walking out when he jumped in front of me.
"Wait do not go yet!" He put his hands on the sides of my chest, trying to stop me. "Did you like the digte?" He asked.
"Yes, I did it was very uh... caring." I ran to my room where Niall was getting dressed.
Trying to act natural I smiled and did a small wave almost falling over.
"So, what are our plans for the day?" I asked
"Morning love, I was thinking a trip to the beach would be nice!" He was almost shouting.
***
We got back from the beach after dinner time, so all the kids where getting ready for bed. They made sure to stay up just long enough to say goodnight to us, then they were off to bed.
Emil was no where to be found. I asked his sister, but she said he left a few hours ago.
"Trisha?" I heard an older female voice call out, it was Mrs. Jenson. "Emil has gone on a... What is it in English... Ah, a date!" I don't know why, but that just hit me like a bus. How could he just go on a date after all the things he said to me this morning? How could he? I tried to act like I didn't care, so I nodded and walked to my room, where I carefully laid down next to the love of my life, and slept away the oddly new found jealousy.
